Chapter: 673
She watched Theodore recover consciousness and instinctively hid the medication, not knowing why.
Learning that Ariana had refrained from giving Theodore the medicine, Horace breathed a sigh of relief. He elucidated, “The
boss indeed faces certain health challenges, but they are manageable as long as he refrains from taking that medicine.”
Ariana regarded Horace skeptically, her gaze probing the mixed emotions etched on his face. As thoughts of Theodore’s peculiar
condition during his sickness swirled in her mind, an unpleasant suspicion took hold. Her countenance darkened, and she
scrutinized Horace intently, testing his resolve. “Tell me, is your boss engaged in drug use, by chance?”
“No, no, absolutely not!” Horace hastened to defend Theodore, even raising three fingers as if taking a solemn oath. “While the
boss may possess peculiar temperaments, he never indulges in any illegal substances. I can vouch for that.”
A wave of relief washed over Ariana as she let out a breath. She seized the moment to push Horace further, her tone unyielding,
“Then, what precisely is this?”
Horace’s discomfort was palpable, and after a lengthy pause, he said slowly, “This is intricately linked to some of the boss’s past
entanglements, private matters that are not mine to divulge. Despite my awareness, I don’t believe it is right to reveal them
without his consent.”
Recognizing Horace’s reticence, Ariana knew that pushing him further would yield no additional information. She acknowledged
that he was merely Theodore’s subordinate, burdened by loyalty and confidentiality.
Ariana relented, nodding with a heavy sigh, “Very well, I understand.”
A sense of relief flooded Horace, his inner turmoil subsiding momentarily. He had been uncertain how to navigate Ariana’s
relentless inquiries, and now he felt a reprieve.
Casting a glance at the medicine bottle nestled in Ariana’s hand, Horace’s mind churned with contemplation. Finally, he spoke
pensively. “Nevertheless, Mrs. Anderson, it is fortuitous that you have discovered this truth. I have endeavored to dissuade the
boss, but he remains obstinate. Now that you are aware, I implore you to assist. Please keep a vigilant eye on the boss and
prevent him from ever taking this medicine again.”
Ariana saw Horace’s certainty that Theodore was not meant to have this medicine and she surmised there must be undesirable
effects.
“Do you know what this medicine tastes like?” she inquired, studying the unlabeled bottle.
“Slightly acidic, with a bitter aftertaste,” Horace responded, remembering Theodore’s prior description.
Ariana emptied the contents of the bottle, replacing them with vitamins from the bedside table. She then handed the bottle back
to Horace.
“Return this to him. Tell him it was found in the ward. And don’t say that I discovered the bottle,” she instructed. After a brief
pause, she added, “If he finds out, say it was my doing. Otherwise, don’t mention it.”
“Okay, I’ll keep it a secret,” Horace promised, accepting the bottle. He admired her cunning plan and felt reassured by its
plausibility. Given that Theodore always swallowed his pills without tasting them, he might not notice the change.
However, Horace’s gaze fell upon the pills scattered on the table, and he felt a tinge of worry. Instead of making assumptions, he
turned to Ariana. “How should we dispose of these?”
Ariana contemplated the white pills, before wrapping them up and passing them to Horace. “Dispose of them properly.”
Satisfied with this answer, Horace took the wrapped pills and left the room.
Once he was out of sight, Ariana exhaled in relief. Opening her fist, she revealed a single white pill.
She had kept one for herself when handing over the rest to Horace.
After studying the pill for a moment, she reached for her phone and dialed a number